Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Barely
Last night you reached
down to the strange thing
sleeping on the floor
because you wanted more
than you were getting
all alone up there without it.
You barely had a doubt
about it.
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